Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9SFW8ZD7R9T9GFYQ3RTGZ

Run Details

Duration:
17.6s
Cost:
$0.000179
Provider:
DeepInfra

Model input

System
You are an expert novelist with a gift for vivid, immersive prose. You write in tight third-person limited point of view with a strong narrative voice. Your prose is clean, precise, and engaging — you favor strong verbs, concrete details, and natural-sounding dialogue. You will be given a story bible (codex) containing canonical details about characters, locations, items, and lore. Use these details to ground your writing in the established world. Stay consistent with the codex. Write only the prose of the scene. Do not include titles, chapter headings, markdown formatting, or any commentary before or after the scene.
User/Human
<codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card"> <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor> <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height> <age>ageless</age> <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form> <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice> <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description> <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory> </character> <character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle"> <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor> <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair> <height>5'5"</height> <age>300 years old</age> <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance> <speech>speaks in riddles</speech> <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints> <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion> <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description> <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory> </character> <location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony"> <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler> <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor> <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description> </location> <location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)"> <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation> <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones> <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior> <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora> <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description> </location> <item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas"> <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor> <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial> <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size> <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior> <glow>faint inner glow</glow> <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description> </item> <item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts"> <material>moonsilver</material> <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape> <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature> <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow> <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power> <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo> <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description> </item> <lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology"> <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect> <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance> <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring> <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description> </lore> </codex> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre. A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.

Model response

AI
The air tasted of overripe plums and something like burnt sugar as they stepped through. Rory coughed, pulling her scarf higher against the unnatural warmth. It pressed against her skin, a humid weight that smelled not of earth, but of honey and decay. Behind her, Eva shifted nervously, clutching the Fae-Forged Blade in a way that suggested she’d rather be facing a demon than this. Isolde moved with a disconcerting grace, her silver hair swirling around her like liquid moonlight, leaving no trace on the moss-covered stones beneath her feet. And then there was Nyx, a shifting silhouette of shadow at the periphery, their violet eyes gleaming with an unsettling, ancient knowledge. Dymas pulsed around them, a sprawling nightmare of excess. The sky was a sickly warm amber, casting long, distorted shadows over vineyards that seemed to weep crimson juice and orchards laden with fruit the size of fists. Buildings, crafted from a dark, polished stone veined with gold, spiraled impossibly high, their roofs laden with sculpted grapevines and grotesque, grinning statues. It wasn't a city in the conventional sense, more like a fever dream given physical form. The air thrummed with the murmur of countless voices – not words, exactly, but a low, constant hum of contentment and, disturbingly, desperation. “Remarkable,” Isolde murmured, her voice a delicate ripple in the humid air. “The Veil thins considerably within Dymas. It’s like… a bruise blooming outwards.” She didn't look at them, her gaze lost in the labyrinthine streets. “A consequence of its nature. Constant indulgence breeds weakness.” Rory adjusted the Heartstone Pendant around her neck. It pulsed with a faint warmth now, a steady beat against her skin that mirrored the unsettling rhythm of the place. “It’s getting stronger,” she said, her voice tighter than she liked. “The pendant… it’s reacting.” Eva swallowed, her hand tightening on the dagger. “This place… it doesn’t feel right. Like something’s watching us.” Nyx shifted, coalescing slightly to become more defined – a tall, androgynous figure draped in shadows that seemed to absorb the light. “Indeed. The echoes of countless souls trapped in this celebration of excess cling to every surface. They crave. They yearn. And they resent being observed.” Their voice was a whisper carried on the wind, both chilling and strangely alluring. They began to walk, following a path paved with shimmering, iridescent scales. The ground beneath their feet was surprisingly soft, yielding slightly with each step. They passed tables laden with impossible delicacies – sugared insects, glistening fruits that pulsed with an inner light, and towering platters of roasted meats that exuded a heady, intoxicating aroma. Servants, pale and languid, glided through the crowds, offering samples with a vacant smile. No one seemed to notice them, lost in their own private feasts of pleasure and denial. “Look,” Rory pointed to a courtyard ahead, where a group of demons – grotesque, multi-limbed creatures with eyes like burning coals – were engaged in a fierce culinary competition. They were battling over a giant, pulsating cake, their expressions a chaotic blend of rage and delight. “They’re… judging each other’s food. It's bizarre.” “A particularly brutal form of entertainment,” Isolde observed, her voice devoid of judgment. “Dymas rewards extravagance. The more opulent, the more highly valued.” As they moved deeper into the city, the architecture grew more unsettling. The buildings twisted and contorted, defying gravity with impossible angles. Statues of grotesque figures – bloated figures gorging themselves on endless feasts – lined the streets, their eyes seemingly following their every move. The scent of decay intensified, mingling with the sweetness of the fruit and the smoky aroma of the roasted meats. Then they heard it – a sound like a thousand whispered regrets, a chorus of longing and despair. It grew louder as they rounded a corner, leading them into a vast, cavernous hall. The hall was filled with chefs – or rather, what remained of them – suspended in mid-air, their bodies slowly dissolving into a swirling mass of ingredients. They were being ‘re-presented’ – their essence incorporated into elaborate, decadent dishes. “They’re… feeding off them,” Eva whispered, her face pale. “They’re becoming part of the food.” Nyx stepped forward, extending a shadowy hand towards one of the suspended figures. “A common practice in Dymas,” they said, their voice almost mournful. “Souls are the ultimate ingredient. And here, they are consumed with relish.” Rory felt a knot of nausea tighten in her stomach. “This is… obscene.” Suddenly, a figure detached itself from the shadows – Prince Belphegor, the ruler of Dymas. He was a mountain of flesh and gold, draped in silks and jewels, his face a mask of perpetual, manic satisfaction. He looked at them, his eyes narrowed, and a slow, predatory smile spread across his lips. “Intruders,” he boomed, his voice laced with a chilling amusement. “How… delightful. You have stumbled upon a pleasure rarely witnessed by outsiders. Tell me, what brings you to my humble abode?” Rory instinctively reached for the Fae-Forged Blade, the cold metal a small comfort against the oppressive atmosphere. “We were simply… exploring,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. Belphegor laughed, a deep, resonant sound that shook the hall. “Exploring? In Dymas? Such a futile pursuit. Here, there is only indulgence, and oblivion. You will find neither.” He gestured to a pair of hulking demons who stepped forward, their eyes fixed on them with predatory intent. "Perhaps you would like to partake in a little… sampling?" The Heartstone Pendant pulsed violently against Rory’s chest. She felt a sudden, sharp awareness of the Veil, a shimmering distortion just visible at the edge of the hall – a thin, fragile barrier between their world and this nightmare. It was weakening. Severely. "We need to leave," she said, turning to Isolde. “Now.” Isolde didn't hesitate. With a silent movement, she raised her hand, and a wave of shimmering energy washed over them, momentarily disrupting the hall’s oppressive atmosphere. They stumbled through the chaos, guided by Nyx’s shadowy form, desperate to escape the clutches of Dymas and the horrifying banquet of souls. The echoes of countless whispers followed them, a constant reminder of the place they had left behind and the price of indulging in endless pleasure. The scent of overripe plums and burnt sugar clung to their clothes, a lingering testament to the monstrous beauty of Dymas, a place where the boundary between reality and nightmare was thinner than a single, crimson thread.
created_at"2026-02-20T19:52:53.396Z" 2/20/2026, 7:52:53 PM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences23
tagDensity0.522
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
76.53% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1065
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"nervously"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count2
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
3
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"nervously"
1"slightly"
2"slowly"
3"suddenly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1065
totalAiIsms23
found
0
word"warmth"
count2
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"gleaming"
count1
3
word"pulsed"
count4
4
word"remarkable"
count1
5
word"echoes"
count2
6
word"whisper"
count1
7
word"chilling"
count2
8
word"glistening"
count1
9
word"chaotic"
count1
10
word"stomach"
count1
11
word"oppressive"
count2
12
word"hulking"
count1
13
word"disrupting"
count1
14
word"reminder"
count1
15
word"testament"
count1
highlights
0"warmth"
1"weight"
2"gleaming"
3"pulsed"
4"remarkable"
5"echoes"
6"whisper"
7"chilling"
8"glistening"
9"chaotic"
10"stomach"
11"oppressive"
12"hulking"
13"disrupting"
14"reminder"
15"testament"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences57
matches
0"felt a knot"
42.61% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount4
narrationSentences57
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences68
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1074
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions34
wordCount888
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.68
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Eva3
Fae-Forged2
Blade2
Nyx4
Rory6
Heartstone2
Pendant2
Prince1
Belphegor2
Dymas4
Veil1
Isolde5
persons
0"Eva"
1"Nyx"
2"Rory"
3"Prince"
4"Belphegor"
5"Isolde"
places(empty)
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences51
glossingSentenceCount4
matches
0"something like burnt sugar as they stepped t"
1"vineyards that seemed to weep crimson juice and orchards laden with fruit the size of fists"
2"shadows that seemed to absorb the light"
3"ts, their eyes seemingly following their eve"
13.78% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.862
wordCount1074
matches
0"not of earth, but of honey"
1"not words, exactly, but a low, constant hum of contentment"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences68
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs21
mean51.14
std30.17
cv0.59
sampleLengths
0112
199
245
344
418
561
685
753
823
965
1072
1115
1236
1313
1452
1531
1629
1757
1843
1910
20111
92.95% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences57
matches
0"were engaged"
1"was filled"
54.01% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs137
matches
0"were battling"
1"were being"
2"was weakening"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount12
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences9
totalSentences68
ratio0.132
matches
0"The air thrummed with the murmur of countless voices – not words, exactly, but a low, constant hum of contentment and, disturbingly, desperation."
1"Nyx shifted, coalescing slightly to become more defined – a tall, androgynous figure draped in shadows that seemed to absorb the light."
2"They passed tables laden with impossible delicacies – sugared insects, glistening fruits that pulsed with an inner light, and towering platters of roasted meats that exuded a heady, intoxicating aroma."
3"“Look,” Rory pointed to a courtyard ahead, where a group of demons – grotesque, multi-limbed creatures with eyes like burning coals – were engaged in a fierce culinary competition."
4"Statues of grotesque figures – bloated figures gorging themselves on endless feasts – lined the streets, their eyes seemingly following their every move."
5"Then they heard it – a sound like a thousand whispered regrets, a chorus of longing and despair."
6"The hall was filled with chefs – or rather, what remained of them – suspended in mid-air, their bodies slowly dissolving into a swirling mass of ingredients."
7"Suddenly, a figure detached itself from the shadows – Prince Belphegor, the ruler of Dymas."
8"She felt a sudden, sharp awareness of the Veil, a shimmering distortion just visible at the edge of the hall – a thin, fragile barrier between their world and this nightmare."
98.47% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount641
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount22
adverbRatio0.0343213728549142
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.0218408736349454
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences68
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences68
mean15.79
std8.64
cv0.547
sampleLengths
015
110
218
322
425
522
69
728
823
916
1023
1112
1224
139
148
1521
1611
174
188
1910
2022
2139
2212
2313
2430
2514
2616
2729
2817
297
3013
3110
3212
3310
3423
3520
3618
3715
3827
3912
409
416
4213
4311
4412
4510
463
4715
4821
4916
74.51% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.5
totalSentences68
uniqueOpeners34
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences56
matches
0"Then they heard it –"
1"Suddenly, a figure detached itself"
ratio0.036
70.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount21
totalSentences56
matches
0"It pressed against her skin,"
1"It wasn't a city in"
2"She didn't look at them,"
3"It pulsed with a faint"
4"she said, her voice tighter"
5"Their voice was a whisper"
6"They began to walk, following"
7"They passed tables laden with"
8"They were battling over a"
9"It grew louder as they"
10"They were being"
11"they said, their voice almost"
12"He was a mountain of"
13"He looked at them, his"
14"he boomed, his voice laced"
15"she said, trying to keep"
16"He gestured to a pair"
17"She felt a sudden, sharp"
18"It was weakening."
19"she said, turning to Isolde"
ratio0.375
22.50% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount49
totalSentences56
matches
0"The air tasted of overripe"
1"Rory coughed, pulling her scarf"
2"It pressed against her skin,"
3"Isolde moved with a disconcerting"
4"Dymas pulsed around them, a"
5"The sky was a sickly"
6"Buildings, crafted from a dark,"
7"It wasn't a city in"
8"The air thrummed with the"
9"Isolde murmured, her voice a"
10"She didn't look at them,"
11"Rory adjusted the Heartstone Pendant"
12"It pulsed with a faint"
13"she said, her voice tighter"
14"Eva swallowed, her hand tightening"
15"Nyx shifted, coalescing slightly to"
16"Their voice was a whisper"
17"They began to walk, following"
18"The ground beneath their feet"
19"They passed tables laden with"
ratio0.875
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences56
matches(empty)
ratio0
46.33% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences37
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Behind her, Eva shifted nervously, clutching the Fae-Forged Blade in a way that suggested she’d rather be facing a demon than this."
1"The sky was a sickly warm amber, casting long, distorted shadows over vineyards that seemed to weep crimson juice and orchards laden with fruit the size of fist…"
2"It pulsed with a faint warmth now, a steady beat against her skin that mirrored the unsettling rhythm of the place."
3"Nyx shifted, coalescing slightly to become more defined – a tall, androgynous figure draped in shadows that seemed to absorb the light."
4"They passed tables laden with impossible delicacies – sugared insects, glistening fruits that pulsed with an inner light, and towering platters of roasted meats…"
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"Isolde murmured, her voice a delicate ripple in the humid air"
1"she said, her voice tighter than she liked"
2"Isolde observed, her voice devoid of judgment"
3"Eva whispered, her face pale"
4"they said, their voice almost mournful"
5"she said, trying to keep her voice steady"
19.57% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"Isolde murmured (murmur)"
1"Isolde observed (observe)"
2"Eva whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences23
tagDensity0.304
leniency0.609
rawRatio0.429
effectiveRatio0.261
67.0417%